The blonde haired outlaw fumbled through his pockets for any type of money as thoughts flopped about in the abyss of his mind.
"Damn those insurance girls. That's the last time I take them shopping so they'll leave me alone for the day..."
He thought to himself as his stomach groaned at him for some kind of nourishment. He tried as much as he could to suppress the beast. He even swallowed his gum. Orbit. That little chewed blob of minty freshness didn't seem to help though, all gulping it down seemed to accomplish was leaving that horrid sensation of something sticking to the side of his throat. The groaning finally got to him. He ran to the nearest trash can and fumbled through it helplessly.
"Dear God, if there is something in here I'll become a new man! Please let me have food! A chicken bone! ANYTHING!!!"
As he thought to himself a bit more he heard a familiar voice. He pondered for a moment, the sound taking a while to bounce about in his brain before registering on the 'Hello! I know you!' scale in his mind. Finally it clicked. Wolfwood! He immediately dropped the trashcan lid full of a cornucopia of various half eaten foods and ran over to Wolfwood, falling to his knees pitifully and grabbing onto one pant leg of his friend, latching on tight.
"Need food!"
The words sputtered out of his mouth as if he were on the verge of death, though far from it actually. 'Twas merely the quaking beast that lay deep in his belly bellowing at him, demanding some food that made him seem so desperate. He slapped on a pitiful look and peered up helplessly at Wolfwood, his chin planted against Wolfwood's knee.
Wolfwood's eyes widened a bit as he looked down at the helpless Vash. Snickering slightly under his breath and puffing a bit of smoke at him he spoke.
"Hungry there little pup?"
Vash scoffed at being compared to a dog begging to food but his stomach once again roared a demand. At that Vash whimpered and barked a bit, sounding very much like a helpless pup. Wolfwood just laughed at this and spat out words between snickers.
"Jesus, who starved this poor creature. He looks like he would have made a fine house dog with the proper training.. Or hunting maybe.. Say boy, how well do you fetch?"
Wolfwood snatched a stick and flicked it off to the side.
"Go get it boy!"
Vash started to crawl quickly to retrieve it then froze dead in his tracks, realizing what exactly he was doing now.
"Heeey..."
He gave Wolfwood an evil look now then stood up and dusted himself off. His nose wrinkled up as he walked over to Wolfwood and stood on his tiptoes to look a bit bigger.
"Feed me."
The words squeaked out quite pitifully, not at all like he had hoped for. Wolfwood fell onto the ground at the squeak that emerged from Vash.
"Damn boy! You really do need nourishment! Come on, Let's get you something to eat..."
Wolfwood stood and walked towards a nearby cafe, still laughing. Vash followed happily.
"Arf!"
Vash ran past Wolfwood, almost pushing his meal ticket to the floor. Wolfwood staggered about, trying to keep balance, murmuring things from under his breath. He moved over to the table where Vash was pleasantly seated, knife and fork in hand, napkin tied around his neck in a makeshift bib. Wolfwood shook his head at his hopeless companion then stared at the menu. He studied the cover for a moment 'The Cafe' was in big bold letters. "Well no shit.." he thought to himself before jolting out of his daze when he heard Vash's ever present, loud mouth.
"I'll have one of everything!!!"
Wolfwood tensed then glared at Vash for a second before recalling the order.
"NO! No, he'll have ONE thing and he will choose that ONE thing while I am ordering.."
Wolfwood's gaze never left Vash through that sentence. He studied the menu once more. He pondered over the selections for a bit before politely ordering a tuna sandwich. His gaze fell onto Vash once more, cold and hard.
Vash grinned innocently and waved slightly to Wolfwood.
"ONE OF EVERYTHING!!! Now run! Go tell the cook before my buddy here stops you! He's rich he's just cheap!!! I'll leave you a GREAT tip if you hurry!"
The girl nodded her head and ran off to the kitchen before Wolfwood even knew what hit him. Not only did Vash have a quick finger but he could spit out orders like nobody else's business. Wolfwood lunged across the table at Vash and latched a hand onto the scarlet coat that covered Vash's body.
"WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! ...Why you little!!... I outta....... AUGH! Vaaaaaash!!!"
Vash shrank a bit in his chair then spoke in a timid tone.
"But Wolfwoooood.. I'm hungryyyyyy..."
Just about the stupidest pitiful look Wolfwood had ever seen fell across Vash's face. Wolfwood sighed and recoiled, sliding back down in his chair. His hand was still tensed from the tight grip he had on the blonde as he mumbled obscenities under his breath.
"Damn those insurance girls. That's the last time I take them shopping so they'll leave me alone for the day..."
He thought to himself as his stomach groaned at him for some kind of nourishment. He tried as much as he could to suppress the beast. He even swallowed his gum. Orbit. That little chewed blob of minty freshness didn't seem to help though, all gulping it down seemed to accomplish was leaving that horrid sensation of something sticking to the side of his throat. The groaning finally got to him. He ran to the nearest trash can and fumbled through it helplessly.
"Dear God, if there is something in here I'll become a new man! Please let me have food! A chicken bone! ANYTHING!!!"
As he thought to himself a bit more he heard a familiar voice. He pondered for a moment, the sound taking a while to bounce about in his brain before registering on the 'Hello! I know you!' scale in his mind. Finally it clicked. Wolfwood! He immediately dropped the trashcan lid full of a cornucopia of various half eaten foods and ran over to Wolfwood, falling to his knees pitifully and grabbing onto one pant leg of his friend, latching on tight.
"Need food!"
The words sputtered out of his mouth as if he were on the verge of death, though far from it actually. 'Twas merely the quaking beast that lay deep in his belly bellowing at him, demanding some food that made him seem so desperate. He slapped on a pitiful look and peered up helplessly at Wolfwood, his chin planted against Wolfwood's knee.
Wolfwood's eyes widened a bit as he looked down at the helpless Vash. Snickering slightly under his breath and puffing a bit of smoke at him he spoke.
"Hungry there little pup?"
Vash scoffed at being compared to a dog begging to food but his stomach once again roared a demand. At that Vash whimpered and barked a bit, sounding very much like a helpless pup. Wolfwood just laughed at this and spat out words between snickers.
"Jesus, who starved this poor creature. He looks like he would have made a fine house dog with the proper training.. Or hunting maybe.. Say boy, how well do you fetch?"
Wolfwood snatched a stick and flicked it off to the side.
"Go get it boy!"
Vash started to crawl quickly to retrieve it then froze dead in his tracks, realizing what exactly he was doing now.
"Heeey..."
He gave Wolfwood an evil look now then stood up and dusted himself off. His nose wrinkled up as he walked over to Wolfwood and stood on his tiptoes to look a bit bigger.
"Feed me."
The words squeaked out quite pitifully, not at all like he had hoped for. Wolfwood fell onto the ground at the squeak that emerged from Vash.
"Damn boy! You really do need nourishment! Come on, Let's get you something to eat..."
Wolfwood stood and walked towards a nearby cafe, still laughing. Vash followed happily.
"Arf!"
Vash ran past Wolfwood, almost pushing his meal ticket to the floor. Wolfwood staggered about, trying to keep balance, murmuring things from under his breath. He moved over to the table where Vash was pleasantly seated, knife and fork in hand, napkin tied around his neck in a makeshift bib. Wolfwood shook his head at his hopeless companion then stared at the menu. He studied the cover for a moment 'The Cafe' was in big bold letters. "Well no shit.." he thought to himself before jolting out of his daze when he heard Vash's ever present, loud mouth.
"I'll have one of everything!!!"
Wolfwood tensed then glared at Vash for a second before recalling the order.
"NO! No, he'll have ONE thing and he will choose that ONE thing while I am ordering.."
Wolfwood's gaze never left Vash through that sentence. He studied the menu once more. He pondered over the selections for a bit before politely ordering a tuna sandwich. His gaze fell onto Vash once more, cold and hard.
Vash grinned innocently and waved slightly to Wolfwood.
"ONE OF EVERYTHING!!! Now run! Go tell the cook before my buddy here stops you! He's rich he's just cheap!!! I'll leave you a GREAT tip if you hurry!"
The girl nodded her head and ran off to the kitchen before Wolfwood even knew what hit him. Not only did Vash have a quick finger but he could spit out orders like nobody else's business. Wolfwood lunged across the table at Vash and latched a hand onto the scarlet coat that covered Vash's body.
"WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! ...Why you little!!... I outta....... AUGH! Vaaaaaash!!!"
Vash shrank a bit in his chair then spoke in a timid tone.
"But Wolfwoooood.. I'm hungryyyyyy..."
Just about the stupidest pitiful look Wolfwood had ever seen fell across Vash's face. Wolfwood sighed and recoiled, sliding back down in his chair. His hand was still tensed from the tight grip he had on the blonde as he mumbled obscenities under his breath.